You can cure yourself of the sickness of insanity, and the whole planet of being insane, if you can find Real Karate.
Now, we are not talking real karate videos on YouTube here, nor some other fantasy.
We are talking about the type of martial arts studied over the ages that work on all sorts of different levels for everybody.
There was a goju ryu karate club in my town when I grew up, but knowing about something didn't save me from the chaos of school.
I was treated to the teacher father figures, bullying classmates, and an education that didn't relate to the world.
So I needed Goju, or something like it, but didn't know it.
As school progressed people began discovering drugs.
Man, a good fighting discipline really would have worked to protect me from people going unconscious and crazy, which is what pills do to you.
A good karate club would have enabled me to retain dignity and integrity at a time when I needed it the most.
Eventually, society turned to the Viet Nam War, and this war had to be the craziest thing on the planet.
The bumper sticker used to read, 'Journey to strange, exotic lands, meet interesting, wonderful people, and kill them.
' Fortunately, at about that time I was rescued from the chaos of society...
I happened across the Ed Parker Chinese American kenpo karate system.
I worked out ruthlessly, doing karate kumite by the hour, but, eventually, I was to be disillusioned by the martial arts techniques I was learning.
I was learning hundreds of fighting techniques, but they didn't have to much to do with the real world.
Kenpo, though it was wonderful, was based on combat fantasy scenarios.
I went to the Kang Duk Won for my next step in evolution towards a rational world, and it was to prove the ultimate answer for all my problems.
Here the training was rigorous and deep reaching, and the energy we created was all consuming.
I learned that all my sweat and bruises could be focused on one single item: the handling of the incoming fist.
One, single incoming missile, and I had to handle it, but that one incoming missile represented all the rage and anger and chaos of a society gone bizarre.
Thus, in handling the fist, I was handling the rage and anger and chaos of a civilization that produced endless war and drugs and lies.
As I understood this I began to create my own science, which resulted in the ability to learn the arts faster and more comprehensively.
Through this science of Matrixing I ordered all my martial arts techniques, put them in a logical arrangement so that they represented a whole science, and not an out of sequence something.
The art became a science, and through the combative sciences I made my final break with the gods of insanity, So for me there were six degrees of insanity: school, drugs, war, kenpo, classical karate, and matrixing...
and this is the path I chose, this is the path I discovered when I discovered Real Karate.